I can see the light.
I’m near the end of a long, dark tunnel that seemed to go on forever. I was wandering in the dark. Slipping on the tracks beneath my feet. But now a bright, beautiful light glows just ahead of me and it’s not an oncoming train. In fact, it’s my novel The Compass Master and it’s… It’s finally, at long last…
So sue me for being a diva drama queen. Drama is in my DNA.
You writers out there know what I mean.
You work and work on a manuscript until (break out the champagne!) you finish it. But it’s still pimpled with imperfections so now you have to EDIT the friggin’ thing. This entails embarking on the tedious process of re-reading every word, every sentence, every page of your LONG novel (mine’s about 165,000 bleedin’ words) so that you can catch all the mistakes, inconsistencies, typos, faulty punctuations, misspellings of foreign words that your spell-checker doesn’t catch, and other literary zits. And this major edit doesn’t include the countless mini-edits you already performed on your manuscript as you wrote it.
Now in all honesty I still have a TEENSY bit more work to do on The Compass Master. At least that’s what I’m telling myself. A couple of generous, kind, patient, brilliant people have agreed to read my manuscript to give me their learned opinions. (Of course I’m sucking up to these readers. I want good reviews from them). If they have suggestions I’ll probably incorporate them.
But the most important early readers were my best pals Ann and Rich who read my novel in chunks as I wrote it and gave me their guidance all the way. This made a HUGE difference in the quality of my story. Also, my brother is going to check the technical details of a key clue in the plot. But that’s really about it.
All of this means that within this month of November (which is appropriate because my story is set in November) I’ll be contacting CreateSpace to begin the publishing process for my book.
Meanwhile, my APOLOGIES to my blog friends for the way I was so out of touch this last week. I barely had time to stop by your blogs and I only wrote one measly entry for mine. Mea culpa. I really do feel like I’ve got a weight off my shoulders and I can go off and do some fun internet visiting with y’all. I missed you.